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About Genoa

Alright, y’all, it’s me, Larry the Cable Guy – Git-R-Done! Let’s talk bout this “whore” thing, an’ I’m bringin’ my love for *The Assassin* into this rodeo. Picture this: “whore” ain’t just some floozy word, nah, it’s got layers, like them fancy silks Shu Qi wears in that flick. “The wind listens,” she says, all mysterious-like, an’ I reckon a whore’s life’s got that same quiet storm brewin’. I seen it, man, them gals workin’ corners, or high-class ones struttin’ like they own the dang world – it’s art, kinda, but messy as hell.

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But then, I see this old lady sitting on a bench. She’s got this huge smile, and she’s feeding pigeons. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who feeds pigeons in 2023? But she’s living her best life, and I’m here grumbling about my shoes. So, I sit next to her, and we start chatting. Her name’s Maria, and she’s lived in Cornuda her whole life. She tells me about the old days, how the streets used to be empty, and now it’s all hustle and bustle. I’m like, “Wow, Maria, you’re a legend!”

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